A Short letter.

I’ve written about you. What I write are lies but trust me when I tell you; when you’re home, in the darkness, the shadows desert you, the wind carries whispers and the sky ain’t always blue. Would you miss me then? When I don’t have a name anymore, when my body doesn’t walk around, when … Continue reading A Short letter.


I walk in the shadows, I dwell in the past Lurking in pain, the night is all I ask People are mirages, smoky, the path Voices are fleeting and aghast Hope starts to decay, ghosts come alive Guilt takes over, raining down the sky I walk further, I bear the pain For this life has … Continue reading Darkness.